
SEVEN YEARS
 
He left me on a Saturday One day before we met Said he'd never forget me I said some things you will regret The words he spoke so softly will never escape my mind I don't deserve your love so I will leave you far behind Till my heart needs, you may the world treat you right Ask our star for guidance It will get you through the night He picked up his suitcase and headed for the door I followed close behind him and watched him take his course As he turned to face me, tears rolled down his cheek These were his last good-byes to me before I slipped inside I don't deserve your love so I will leave you far behind Till my heart needs you, may the world treat you right Ask our star for guidance It will get you through the night I will still remember those memories we shared Till the moon has passed seven years  
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